Showing posts with label Post Cards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Post Cards. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Souvenirs

 Do you buy souvenirs?
souvenir is defined as "a small and relatively inexpensive article given, kept or purchased as a reminder of  a place visited, an occasion etc."
I love to pick up a souvenir. Not the shot glass or mini spoon or giant flyswater. (Although, I do love, love a cheesy souvenir shop!)
I love collecting things other's have collected on their trips.
Oh, I pick up things as a reminder of my trip too, but 
 I love finding vintage souvenirs.
My favorite are these vintage postcards.
I have them in just about every room in the house.
I have told you how I like to repeat decorating elements from vignette to vignette or room to room.
It keeps things cohesive and looks collected over time.

 
 I don't collect new ones. I like to find old ones in dusty antique shops. If it is a place I have actually been, that is a bonus. If not, that is good too. It may be a place I hope to go one day.
 inherited a check book size box of postcards from my grandparents. 
I try to fun cute places to display them around the house.
Clothes pins are one of my favorite methods to attach them to a garden planter turned kitchen display.

Rusty crib spring turned scrapbook of sorts.



Old window screen that I picked up at an antique mall.
Read about it here .
Most of my things have meaning. I am pretty sure that is what collecting and decorating with vintage is about.
Memories invoked of a different or simpler time.
As I look around my house, I see that everywhere.
But some of the best souvenirs don't cost a thing. I have some "treasures" that I have picked up that didn't cost a thing. 
Pinecones


Junky trinkets from an antique trash pile. I don't know why I am so smitten with this teacup handle.
I would love to find a set of them.

Sketch from a momentous day.
I can't wait to get back out camping and show you our trailer.


A sketch from a hohum day turned funny with a humorous sketch. 
These little trinkets/treasures tell a story. 
It may be a tale only understood by me, but it is one that is meaningful.
Someday as my children sift though my stuff, they may wonder why I kept what I kept, and that is okay. 
 They may pull something totally different out of my "treasure" pile and find meaning and memory in it for a completely different reason. 
Sprinkled with treasures,
Katie
Linking with,
My Uncommon Slice of Suburbia 
French Country Cottage